Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 575 -575-Overwhelming Force — The Battle Above the Star Sea
Previously on Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined...
Aurek advanced with just one step right into the raging sea of thunder.
His Dimensional Vision unfolded fully, covering his whole form in its protective embrace.
As the Law of Space activated, his velocity surged to levels undetectable by ordinary sight. The devastating thunder sea, which looked ready to obliterate all in its path, failed to graze even a hair on his head.
When he finally neared the Thunder Adjudicator, the opponent sprang into action as well.
The full might of an Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse erupted forth. Within Thunder Adjudicator's grasp, a spear of pure lightning materialized—crafted entirely from the Law of Destruction.
It kept pulling on the Threads of Fate from the Celestial Light God Realm. Each thread it seized caused innumerable lives to perish without a whisper!
Thunder Adjudicator showed zero concern for the fate of the realm beneath them.
Should that spear land its blow, not only the Eastern Starfield but also multiple adjacent starfields would vanish in a flash!
In the face of this lightning spear, every quasi-Empyrean Sanctum cultivator amounted to nothing. It embodied a genuine Empyrean Sanctum-level assault—even its mere repercussions were beyond what they could withstand.
The lightning spear thrust forward amid a thunderous bellow.
Boom!
Yet the barrier of light-wall held firm, repelling it with force!
The spear burst apart into a vast array of crackling lightning bolts, while the immense backlash hurled Thunder Adjudicator's form flying back.
"What?!"
From his hidden vantage in the darkness, Storm Thunder God’s eyes narrowed sharply.
That force was drawn from the sacred blood of his sire—the lethal technique forged from the Lord of the Formless's Empyrean Sanctum essence, a blow potent enough to shatter myriad starfields...
Yet it got repelled by nothing more than a simple light barrier?
Was this some absurd farce? Precisely what was that light-wall?
Storm Thunder God abruptly remembered the tales circulating post the last conflict—allegedly, the Emperor of Crossbridge wielded a technique that barred anyone from getting close.
He'd come across such stories, yet never imagined they'd prove this extreme.
"He actually blocked it..."
The lady next to Dreamweaver stood frozen in astonishment. She pivoted to query her elder,
"Ancestor, do you recognize what that is?"
Dreamweaver shook his head, his expression etched with clear bewilderment too.
Right then—
Aurek flicked his sleeve wide. Laws of power coiled into a bundle, which he used to hurl the Thunder Adjudicator right out of the Celestial Light God Realm entirely.
Of course, he perceived the Celestial Light God Realm teetering on total ruin. Battling within its bounds could go on no longer.
"Thunder Judgement!"
Pulled into the vast emptiness of stars, Thunder Adjudicator lifted his palm and unleashed a fierce strike.
The sacred blood droplet on his forehead blazed like a blazing star, lighting up the endless dark cosmos.
The distinctive aura of an Empyrean Sanctum master radiated outward, detectable by beings spanning scores or even hundreds of starfields!
Aurek positioned himself amid the stars, his gaze's murderous resolve intensifying steadily.
Earlier, within the Celestial Light God Realm, he'd held back from lethal blows to avoid endangering the Empire's folk.
But out here in the cosmic void, no such limits bound him anymore.
He lifted his hand, drawing the golden sword straight into his grip.
"Thousand Sword Judgement Domain."
A single sweeping cut across—
The infinite expanse of stars got sealed off by that lone sword swing, swallowing Thunder Adjudicator whole into a realm woven from pure sword will.
"Break for me!"
The sacred blood on his forehead ignited fiercely, resembling a closed eyelid snapping wide.
A ray of brilliance burst free, revealing the Threads of Fate in stark detail, where the fates of myriad beings swirled chaotically.
The ray tightened swiftly, shattering layer after layer of the enclosing sword-realm, determined to burst past the endless layers of bindings.
Right then—
Aurek entered the sword-realm, dissolving every trace of separation.
He materialized right in front of Thunder Adjudicator without delay.
Next, he pointed a single finger, pressing it against the sacred blood droplet on the foe's forehead.
Boom—!
Thunder Adjudicator detonated instantly, his divine form ripped apart into myriad shards.
Just that lone sacred blood droplet lingered, frantically tearing through the void to escape. Its Empyrean Sanctum essence had dimmed enormously.
"Thunder Adjudicator was... destroyed?!"
The woman let out a startled yelp.
Just now, the four goddesses from the Elysium Star Realm, together with Otto and his followers—who'd reached the Eastern Starfield's border—caught sight of this spectacle.
Otto's group shuddered uncontrollably. Storm Thunder God himself reeled in disbelief.
He'd dispatched that divine incarnation via the Gold Giant Gate solely to test Aurek's actual prowess.
The battle strength of Thunder Adjudicator had long eclipsed quasi-Empyrean Sanctum levels. Paired with an Empyrean Sanctum divine technique, it sufficed to clash against a standard Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse.
This incarnation was one his father, the Lord of the Formless, had forged at great cost for him. At its core, it tapped into his personal sage-level might.
Armed with four such incarnations and Empyrean Sanctum divine techniques, he could hold his own briefly against authentic Empyrean Sanctum foes, even sans full ascension.
That's exactly why he rose as the legendary Storm Thunder God in the Godblood Scion tales, securing renown among the Primordial Epoch's prodigies...
Yet in one mere blow, Thunder Adjudicator vanished.
Aurek emerged from the sword-realm.
Turbulent chaos swirled fiercely nearby, but the extended light-wall ensured those wild energies couldn't stir his clothing's edge.
His gaze scanned the area around.
Not a soul braved his stare.
The lady and youth near Dreamweaver merely grazed his vision for a split second.
Pff!
Blood sprayed from both their mouths simultaneously, their psyches on the brink of shattering.
In that instant, they quaked like leaves in a gale.
Previously, they'd only known Aurek by hearsay, harboring inner doubt and defiance.
Having beheld him directly now, their arrogance and mental fortitude crumbled in a heartbeat!
No one ventured near that region any further.
Otto's crew retreated to the far edges, scarcely daring to exhale.
Alvin surfaced from the Star Sea, fixing his eyes on that spot for quite some time.
The sacred blood droplet raced through the turmoil, hurtling from the cosmos's distant reaches toward Storm Thunder God.
"Hmph! Found you."
Aurek's chilling tone echoed suddenly through the whole universe.
Though soft in volume, each syllable rang true and distinct for all to hear.
As Storm Thunder God caught his words, his expression grew taut.
He glanced at the returning sacred blood and grasped it at once—the foe had orchestrated this deliberately.
A fearsome intent had pinned him down utterly!
Aurek had spared the sacred blood's total annihilation in the sword-realm before, biding time for its hidden master to emerge.
Moreover, slaying Thunder Adjudicator brought zero gains, alerting Aurek right away to a puppet master pulling strings remotely.
Storm Thunder God realized concealment was futile, so he strode forth boldly from the gloom.
A potent divine presence rippled across the Star Sea, catching the wary eyes of innumerable powerhouses.
"So it really is him..."
"The young thunder god of the Primordial Epoch, son of the Lord of the Formless—Storm Thunder God."
Veteran experts identified him immediately.
"This brat is much stronger than back then. Since he came out this time, there’s an eighty to ninety percent chance he came for the Tablet of Destiny."
A murmur floated softly from the Star Sea's remote fringes.
Despite the vast gulf between them, those figures appeared to observe the events unfolding as if up close.
Beyond the Chaos Ruins, the Chaos Unicorn lurked in concealment, observing too.
"This kid clearly didn’t spend his time in the Chaotic Extreme for nothing. He’s become this much stronger than before—no wonder he dared come alone."
Dreamweaver observed from afar as well, his voice laced with subtle feeling.
He held considerable knowledge of Chaotic Extreme affairs.
"It seems my interpretation of the Tablet of Destiny was correct after all."
Storm Thunder God whispered to himself, then fixed his sight on Aurek.
"Emperor of Crossbridge, Aurek."
The Aurek facing him clutched the golden sword tightly, his slayer's urge so thick it felt solid.
The whole cosmos sensed his mood—
Solemn slaughter. Oppression. The withering of all things.